Joestar Curse Novels & Stories

“You’re… you’re hurting bad, man. That curse—it’s messing you up, huh?” I shake my head, trying to stand, my legs wobbling like a drunk guy’s, the curse clawing inside, hissing you’re nothing, he’s gonna ditch you. But I see Jude’s lips on mine, back in the fortress, all sloppy and desperate, his shadows wrapping me up, his voice mumbling I love you. It shoves the curse back, makes me feel… tougher, somehow. “It’s real,” I say, voice cracking, wiping sweat and dirt off my face with a shaky hand, smearing it worse. “There’s this… this temple in the mortal world. Calix—he’s after some blade. We don’t stop him, it’s… it’s gonna be bad, Jude. Real bad.”

There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde. "What gives that bitch the right to be your wife? She even got one of your kidneys," Carmen snarled as she caressed the two jars. "That's why I took it out. I'm returning it to you now. What I can't have, I won't let anyone else have either. My godfather will be here soon. He'll kill all of you to avenge my father!" There was a glimmer of love in Evan's eyes as he stared at my head in the jar. He reached into his pocket and gripped the scalpel inside tightly.

I couldn’t. “Accept this offering,” I called, raising my voice over the rumble. “Blood of the market. Prayer of the priest. Love of the Alpha. Bond of the mate. Let it be enough to end what was born from spite!” The blue fire burst into a white flame. The ring lit up, pulsing bright. Then I felt it. The curse. It slid through the air like a living thing, clinging, refusing to release its hold. Gia’s magic pushed back.

ZEPHYRINE's POV. I stood frozen, my mind reeling in shock. "Cursed!" someone shouted, and the word was taken up by others, echoing through the clearing. "She's cursed, she's cursed, she's cursed! I felt like I'd gotten the wind sucked out of me, that he had reached in and sucked everything from my insides out. The words cut deep, and a part of me couldn't help but wonder one question: Was it me? Am I cursed to have people around me die under these circumstances that are so mysterious?

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

“As long as she’s wearing the necklace, I don’t see why not.” I nod slowly, then a pain radiates through my stomach. I clutch my stomach, and my mom pats my back. The pain radiates to my spine then my legs, as I topple over falling off the couch. “What’s happening?” I ask, praying it’s not what official death feels like, though I have to imagine it’s close. “Looks like Hazel found the spell.” The Goddess says cryptically. I glare up at her for more information, but she just smiles.

It was one of the reasons I kept him close and also, occasionally, one of the reasons I found him exhausting. I stopped walking. He stopped too, looking at me, waiting. "Have you noticed something?" I said. He frowned slightly. "What?" "The ground," I said. "That sound it makes. That deep, low vibration that runs through the floor of the east wing every few days." I looked at him. "It hasn't happened once since she arrived this morning." Riven was quiet for a second. "So?" he said, but his voice had lost some of its certainty. "So the stories are true," I said. "The curse was never one-sided. It was never just something the Vales carried. We carry our half of it too, and we need them to surv

Franco pointed at Jace—the runes on his body symbolising the curse. "Is that why you said you've seen someone similar to me before? Did he come here too?" "Yes!" said Franco curtly, glancing around hesitantly. Jace seemed to squint and think seriously. Rain was a little surprised because she believed that no human besides Jace had such a terrible curse. "Jace can you explain something about that information?" she asked. "Does the black rose curse happen that much?" Jace ignored Rain's question and kept his focus on Franco. He never took his eyes off the curly-haired youth in front of him.

“Now.” Once the doors closed behind them, Estella stepped forward, she didn’t say anything for while, then seconds later she spoke up. “There are three ways to cure the curse,” she began. “Three paths. Each with a consequence.” I remained still, listening. “The first,” she said, “is the easiest. Kill the Luna after she gives birth. The curse ends with her death. But…” “But?” I asked darkly. “The curse doesn’t die with her. It only sleeps. It will live within her offspring.”

Kurai said. “I have been researching curses for years but a curse of which one is born with is nearly impossible to cure.” She said, “If I had known a cure, I would’ve been able to cure Ryosuke by now.” She says, “I am sorry but I am unsure where to even start. A yeouiju is mystical even in our world and there is no lead on where to find one nor any known origin on how or even where they appeared.” After this conversation, she was led to the guest room. Later at night, both Cai Kang and Kurai are in the garden looking at the pool, skipping rocks.